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I'll take good care of you, pet

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Hughie’s head was pounding when he finally woke up. At first he thought that he might’ve been back home in his bed when he remembered that, no, the last place he was in was that dingy abandoned restaurant that Butcher had brought him to. There was no way that he should be on a bed unless… Unless what? What did happen before he got knocked out?

Hughie groaned and shifted his body, attempting to sit up. The change in position made the blood in his head rush down intensifying his killer migraine. He hissed and clutched as his pounding head, noting vaguely behind all the pain that the pounding was only coming from his right side.

It took him a few minutes to get himself comfortable enough to try and look around. When he finally opened his eyes what he saw scared him.

He wasn’t home.

He wasn’t anywhere he recognized.

The bedroom he was in looked like something out of his wildest dreams. It was well kept, elegant, and un-lived in, like a hotel room. Was he in a hotel room? And where the fuck were Billy and Frenchie?

“Fuuuck,” he groaned clutching his head again as another wave of pain and nausea passed over him. “W-where… Where the fuck-”

“Where are you?” Came a disembodied voice somewhere in front of him.

Hughie gave a start as his jaw clicked shut audibly. He glanced around the room rapidly, looking for the source of the voice, despite the pain it caused. But he didn’t find anything.

“Looking for me, Doll?”

The air in a corner of the room shimmered and suddenly there was a man standing there. A very naked man.


“T-translucent?” Hughie asked in shocked not comprehending the situation at all.

“Call me Alex, Pet.” The supe said. “You and I are going to be spending some time together so it’s probably best we be on a first name basis. Wouldn’t you agree, Hughie?”

Hughie gaped and closed his mouth several times before he found his voice again. “I- I don’t understand? What- What am I doing… here. Where are the others?”

“The others,” Translucent said. “Are being fetched by Vaught private security and Homelander at the moment. They’re back in that fucking freezer you guys had me locked up in like some animal.”

Hughie swallowed. “L-listen, about that. You were going to fucking kill us-!”

“Relax, Pet,” Translucent said rolling his eyes. “Oh, for sure I was going to kill the other two but I wasn’t going to kill you at any point of our acquaintance. Plus, you all stuck a fucking bomb up my ass so you can’t really complain, hm? Which, by the way, you’re still going to get punished for.”

“You weren’t trying to kill me?” Hughie asked in mocking disbelief and then he looked around the room in confusion. “Ok. Wait, no- Where am I? If the other two are back there why am I here? Where the fuck is this?”

Translucent smirked at him and gave him no answer. He pushed from the wall and seemed to prawl towards the bed. His bare feet made no sound over the carpet and as he approached his body slowly shimmered, from bottom to top, invisible. Hughie tensed gripping the blanket that was thrown over him tighter. He glanced around for something, anything, to defend himself with.

He spotted a table lamp to his right and lunged to grab it.

His fingers brushed against the cool metal of it’s body when suddenly there was a large warm hand wrapping around his wrist, solid and unyielding. He tugged him back towards the bed. He watched in horror an invisible weight made an indent in the bed. Hughie tried to hit his invisible assailant with his free hand.

He struck something and Hughie gasped out as pain shot up his arm. There was a warm chuckle by his ear.

“Did you think that was going to do anything, pet?”

His other wrist was caught soon after that and suddenly his arms were pinned to either side of his head. Hughie was heaving heavily with adrenaline and panic. His eyes darted around on their own accord, failing to find a source of danger despite knowing intellectually the source of danger was right above him, pinning him to this bed.

“What-” Hughie gasped out with difficulty. “What do you want from me!”

“You sure you want me to answer that, pet?” Translucent whispered in his ear. Hughie flinched when a warm and wet tongue traced the shell of his ear. “You might not like the answer, pretty boy.”

“Fucking hell. You have to be fucking kidding me,” Hughie breathed out in a panic, mostly to himself. His mind was struggling to accept what was happening to him. That Translucent wanted to… Wanted to…

“Not ‘fucking kidding you’, pet. Just the ‘fucking you’ part.”

The statement shot a new sensation of panic up Hughie’s spin so strong that he felt a sudden energy swell through him. “No-!” He choked out and kicked out with his legs and entire body all at once. The suddenness of it must’ve caught Translucent off guard, because his grip loosened briefly and Hughie managed to slip from beneath him onto the floor.

He made a panicked run towards the door.

An invisible foot swapt his legs and Hughie’s own momentum threw him to the floor painfully, jostling his already pounding head. He managed to catch himself on his hands and began to climb back to his feet. But then a hand wrapped around his ankle like an iron shackle and dragged him across the floor. Hughie felt his chin burn from being scraped along the gray carpet.

“Woah, Hughie. Just relax and accept this.”

“Like fuck I will!” Hughie shouted out furiously. He kicked back but his other ankle was grabbed as well. There was a violent tug and he was airborne for a second as Translucent threw him back down onto the bed. The sheets bounced up with him for a moment before stopping.

The edge of the bed dipped again as the invisible man crawled towards him. Hughie shouted and fought as his hands were once again pinned next to his head. And then a heavy, noticeably naked, weight settled across his pelvic and Hughie grew very very still.

An out of breath chuckle came from above him. “Hah. Now then, are we done being troublesome, pet? Or are you going to let me show you a good time?”

The weight above him moved and Hughie was suddenly very aware of the invisible erection being dug into his stomach. There was a disembodied moan as Translucent began to hump Hughie’s torso. He watched in horror as his shirt was stretched back and forth across his abdomen as that dense and hot weight ground down into him.


“Shhh sh…” Translucent shushed him. The hands holding his arms captive maneuvered his wrists above his head and transferred them all to one hand. Translucent’s other hand disappeared from Hughie’s awareness as it left his captive wrists.

Then the weight shifted off of him and a breathless voice said, “Let’s try it this way.”

Suddenly Hughie was being flipped around. He gasped as his face planted into the bed covers. He attempted to use his briefly freed arms to drag himself from under Translucent’s invisible body, but they were quickly grabbed and pinned to his back. Translucent pressed Hughie’s upper body down with one hand, and with the other pulled his hips up and back, leaving Hughie feeling utterly vulnerable.

Hughie began to sob.

“Aw, pet. Don’t cry. Trust me, you’ll love this next part.”

Fingers twisted beneath the lip of his jeans and slowly pulled it down. Hughie let out a wet gasp as cold air bit at part of his exposed skin. Thankfully, his underwear was left in tact.

A hand ran over his ass as a voice whispered in his ear, “Pretty.”

And then a thick girth slotted itself into the cleft of his ass, over his underwear, and pushed up. The sensation was foriegn and horrifying. It came again. And before long, Translucent was dry humping him into the bed.

If anyone was standing in that room at the moment they would see a tearful Hughie faced down and ass up, jeans pulled down, on the bed as some invisible force had its way with him, rocking the poor man’s body back and forth across the sheets.

“Fuuck,” Translucent groaned at the back of his throat. “Baby, that feels so good.” Hughie just quickly sobbed. A hand reached beneath him and groped at his body, squeezing him and pushing his shirt up, exposing more of his milky skin.

“Mmm. Can’t wait to wrap these pretty legs around me, pet. Can’t wait to stuff you full. I’ll take care of you, pet. That’s what you want isn’t it? That’s why you were with that Aussie cunt, isn’t it pet? You just want a strong man to take care of you. Fuck, babe.”

The words washed right over Hughie as he could only feel the continual thrusts of that hot girth rubbing between his cheeks, still not quite believing that this was actually happening to him. That Translucent, one of the Seven, one of the heroes he had looked up to as a teen, was actually holding him down on a bed and humping him.

The weighted thrusts suddenly sped up as Translucent’s low groans grew in volume. “Fuck, babe. Gonna fuck you up. I’m gonna paint your pretty little ass white. Is that what you want, pet?” The steady thrusts stuttered and Hughie laid there in horror as he felt something hot splatter across his exposed back.

A moment later the Translucent’s weight lifted from him and Hughie was free to move. But he didn’t. He did draw his legs up to his chest but he didn’t bother to move towards the exit.

A visible hand handed in front of him and then Translucent, now visible, laid down next to him, face looking contented. His breath was ragged and he didn’t even look at Hughie.

Several minutes later, Hughie finally found his voice, though it came out a quiver.

“M-may… May I go home now…”

Translucent turned to face him, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “Home?”

Hughie let out a shaky sigh, trying to hold it together as his entire body threatened to start sobbing again. “P-please. You’re d-done right? I promise I won’t tell anyone. Just let me g-go home.”

To his surprise, Translucent just laughed.

“Home, Hughie?” The man asked amused. “No, pet. You aren’t going home.”

“B-but you said you weren’t going to kill me.”

Translucent shook his head. “I’m not. Didn’t I tell you already, Hughie? I’m going to take care of you from now on. You can’t go home because this is home . You aren’t going anywhere anymore, pet-”

There was a knock at the door and a grin spread across Translucents face. A grin that sent a shiver of cold dread up Hughie’s spine. The next words out of his mouth frightened him even more though.

“That must be Homelander.”